andreacostc

[andreacostc]

Andrea had grunted and sighed each day going up to the dog sitting task she'd begrundgedly accepted. Her neighbour was out of town but given that one time he'd come over when she'd set her microwave ablaze and prevented the whole building from going up in flames, she figured that she owed him one. The dog was cute, she'd give him that, and maybe she'd kind of fallen in love a little bit, but the fact that she had to be active on this little sleep was criminal. At least she thought until she felt the impact knock the wind out of her and almost knock her over. Luckily, the large dog had helped counter balance her and she remained upright, peering over the younger girl who had fallen to the ground. "I'm good. Is she okay? That was an hard knock." Probably because she'd been on roller blades and had worked up quite the speed. "She almost took me down with her but I think I'm fine."

Open starter

Where: the park

Nellie still hated roller skating to this day, but Amelia liked it too much, and her being a teenager in that phase where everything with mom was too embarrassing, she made an effort to do anything that she liked. So there she was once again, at the park, trying to balance on wheels. Amelia was having the most fun, while Nellie's knees still trembled a little bit here and there. "Don't go too fast." She ordered, earning and a disgruntled grunt from Amelia. As the girl turned around to show her tongue with a smile on her face, she immediately bumped into someone, falling right back on the ground. Nellie panicked a little for two reasons, and immediately went there to check on Amelia, the first concern. Then came the second. "Are you okay?" She asked the person.

[andreacostc]

Andrea peered at the woman when she began to take the items away from her and place them on her side of the table. Clearly she'd hit a nerve and instead of admitting as much, the redhead had chosen to go about it in a way that reminded her of a child tearing toys from other kids when they took them. The brunette leaned back and wiped her hands on the napkin, which was what remained from her side of the table.

While they were being childish, she figured she may as well play the part. "Do you want this as well or am I allowed to keep the napkin? I'm not sure if they charge you for that in this place and I wouldn't want to keep it and steal a penny more."

Instead of giving it, she crumpled it in her hand and placed it back on the table in an act of defiance.

"I do love how you tell me not to judge what a person has gone through but in the same breath you pass judgement on what you assume I've gone or haven't gone through." Not that it mattered because Andrea had work to do and didn't have time to mend a bruised ego.

She was working beneath the shadow of the night to find men who were stepping out on their marriage while the redhead was on her own, eating a meal that cost more than anything Andrea could pay for, so she figured the woman would be just fine.

"Maybe it would be best that I recommend you to some of my friends instead. I'm getting the vibe that I'm no longer welcome here. I do hope that you enjoy your meal and watch those small pieces, I'd hate for you to choke on them."

The last bit was more out of annoyance and she regretted them as soon as they came out of her mouth but she'd chalk it up to lack of being social given how she often spent majority of her waking moments alone.

The woman's attitude, done through a smile no less, hit her in a way that Eliana's faded. Here she'd been generous with a stranger and paid the price for it. It was a reason why people were pulling back from doing nice things for others and while lots of people were upset by that, no one was willing to change and do better.

The redhead pulled the board back to her side of the table rather than let it remain in the center, indicating share time was over. The last fucking thing she needed or deserved was judgement and this bullshit from a strange woman she'd been kind to. Furthermore, Eliana reached out and pulled the wine and the woman's glass back on her side as well. You don't get to be an asshole and continue to enjoy the freebies.

"Doesn't matter how classy someone is," she finally said, previous comments gone without reply, "life hits hard and low points for everyone. You know that bullshit about being kind to everyone you meet because you have no idea what battles they're dealing with," she shot the brunette a pointed look, "it's not actual bullshit. It's sound advice."

Because that was the reason Eliana was sitting there with a bought and paid for claim to an entire bottle of wine and a fancy board. Her job was tough but she'd signed up for that. It was the things going on with her family, her ex, battling her sobriety, and the weight of it all crushing her. Unfortunately people seemed to forget that others were just as human as them, as much as they wanted sympathy and grace for themselves they failed in giving that to others.

As she listened about the marriage Andrea was spying in on, the redhead had come up with her own conclusions due to having seen much of the same herself in her line of work. It felt as though the investigator was simplifying it down to black and white, as though there could only be two points and reasonings. "Being betrayed is devastating. Even if you see it coming, even if you suspected it... getting confirmation is painful. I guess you've never dealt with that."

When the server came around Eliana told them they could take the board away and asked for a cork for her bottle as she'd be taking the remainder home with her. The interest she'd felt a bit ago had waned, but she still nodded along a little. "I'll take your card and if something comes up I'll pass it along." Said in a friendly manner, Eliana wasn't sure she'd send clients this direction. A little more compassion was needed in such sensitive topics. "Anyway, good luck with your case."

[andreacostc]

Andrea tilted her head as she looked over the woman with a raised brow. "Are you teasing or trying to tempt me with a good time because I'm not going to need to be told twice but I need to at least be told once, clearly." Of course Sena was gorgeous so she wouldn't think twice but to take that shot if it was offered to her. There wasn't going to be anyone that matched her, especially not a boy with dopy grin who wanted nothing more than a quickie in the back of his car in exchange for a teddy bear.

When Sena stepped back to have a look, of course Andrea needed to bend over and pose at the perfect angle to give her the best look. It wasn't for the male gaze because no one would appreciate the way the short fit her form as perfectly as they did. "I'm only here for pain. Maybe a bit of pleasure but I'm very selective on who gets to have that." She winked, tugging Sena forward once more. "I always come alone if my intent is to leave with someone."

"well,  with  that,  they're  gonna  be  talking  about  you."  with  a  laugh  sena  glanced  at  the  woman  at  her  side,  noted  that  she  seemed  a  little  off  and  glassy  eyed.  "take  a  look  around,  babe,"  she  motioned  with  her  hand,  still  grinning  a  bit  as  half  wine  drunk  festival  goers  marveled  at  the  brunette  duo  making  their  way  through  them.  “i  am  out  there.  with  you,  now,”  sena  winked.  might  as  well  shoot  her  shot.

on  their  way  to  get  wine  slushies  hand  in  hand,  she  laughed  at  first  and  then  grinned  over  at  andrea.  "yeah,  thanks  for  that,  the  shorts.  making  me  realize  i  am  no  better  than  a  man."  she  pretended  to  lean  back  a  little  and  get  a  peek.  "there's  definitely  a  bit  of  cheek  showing  and  no  one  is  complaining.  i  love  that  you  chose  violence  and  dressed  to  make  us  all  suffer  today."  there  was  a  moment  she  displayed  exaggerated  plight.  "did  you  come  with  someone  or  just  with  the  full  on  intent  to  stir  up  trouble?"

[andreacostc]

"It does." Andrea said with a nod but she wasn't going to tell him why unless he asked her, and then she'd probably lie about the real reason because why show any cards if she didn't have to. "Interesting— then I don't know them either." The brunette said as she pushed hair from her face and fixed her gaze on him in an attempt to avoid looking at the people who were, in fact, targets of hers. Better safe than sorry.

"Well you made the assumption that I may be interested in them." Whether that was sexual or not, it was how she took the question because it was often how men thought. At least from her experience. "Are you telling me that I'm wrong?" Her head tilted as she folded her arms against her chest. "But I do prefer older men— just not that old. Just wiser, most men my age act like boys. —If you were wondering. I'm guessing you're my age."

the counter question caused a muscle to tick in his jaw. not out of frustration or even annoyance, but it fueled the curiosity that had already began to boil beneath his skin like an unwanted challenge. "why does that make a difference?" he let a beat settle between them before he spoke again. "i don't. know them," he corrected, hoping that made a difference in whatever she gave him next. he needed a break from his own stuff and this seemed like an easy route to take.

zay didn't get a chance to answer before she spoke again. he figured that was the point anyway. "noted." when she spoke again, he released a low sigh of defeat. his curiosity hadn't paid off. not yet, at least. "what makes you think i thought anything?" he let the silence settle between them, his gaze holding hers as a means of a challenge.

[andreacostc]

"Of course, who else would it be for?" She said with a laugh as she bumped her hip. Andrea had the energy of a labrador when she had caffeine in her and the delirium from not sleeping for forty hours was beginning to show with just how wide she was smiling and her excitable nature. "As you should be. As long as they aren't talking about me then that's all that matters to me. Plus, it might help you to get out there."

"That sounds like a fun time and yet I don't see any slushies in hand." At the mention of joining her, it became obvious that it was where she was heading and the brunette was more than eager to join her. "I thought you weren't going to ask." Andrea flashed her a smile, holding Sena's hand in hers and giving her a squeeze. "On you? Shit, I need to wear these shorts more often. I knew they were showing off the bottom of my ass."

"oh my god ⸺ was all that for me?" sena laughed as andrea hung an arm over her and leaned against her. "people are gonna get the impression that i have a social life. i'm gonna become hot gossip with my dating life." she was all laughs as the woman pulled herself off. there was some temptation to tell her to keep it up just so they could see if any rumors started floating around town.

"what do you mean? girl, i'm schlepping my goods like everyone else. the girls are giving me a break from the table though. said to get buzzed on some wine slushies." a mischievous grin was directed at andrea. "you wanna join me?" she took the woman's hand. "it's on me. plus, do you really think there's anyone hotter than you?"

[andreacostc]

She shook her head and flashed her a smile. "Sorry to break it to you but I don't have the patience to deal with a drunk anyone. Especially while I'm this painfully sober and even free booze, or this fancy food, won't change my mind on that. You might be on your own. Hopefully you've got a good uber rating so they'll risk taking you once you stumble out of here."

The idea of leaving wasn't really a possibility right now but if she managed to get everything she needed, and if the redhead, was at risk of leaving alone and putting herself in danger— then she'd consider getting her sober enough to get a ride home.

"I was going to say that you seem to be a little more classy than someone who just gets drunk and leaves witnesses to what's hiding behind the mask, you know."

She reminded her of many of the clients that she had who paid her because their husbands were cheating, and if she were honest, she felt it was because of lot of those women were defeated. Perhaps that was the only detail that wasn't similar to them.

Her gaze flicked towards the male and she casually rose her phone as if she was looking at it but she was taking pictures and zooming in to ensure she caught the intimate moments between the two of them. "The marriage is like all of them, it's sexless and grown boring. Whether it's because he's getting it somewhere else and got lazy or they actually don't love each other — who knows. I don't think she's going to be surprised but they're always heartbroken no matter the ways they prepare themselves for this." It was the part she hated most about her job.

"I do a lot of things but there's always cheaters so that's the jobs that I usually have. I've had a few missing cases but they're harder and last over a span of years." She had to look through everything that had already been tainted by the cops for missing pieces and that never could get done over night. "I've got a card and fee is case by case. It depends on what they want and how quickly they need to find out."

"Is that you letting me know you'll not be carrying me out of here, or taking care of me when the wine drunk hits?" A little smile formed, slightly amused, maybe a little offended at the assumption she couldn't handle her wine. Eliana had been building up her tolerance for years. "Or are you inviting me for a burger, maybe a walk down to Fool's Gold for some greasy pizza?"

Then, just a moment later a hand swiped lazily between them. "No worries, I have a person I can call. I'm also not planning on getting shitfaced." If she did that it was an event behind closed doors. Not only did she have a reputation to uphold, she also couldn't chance one of her clients seeing her so sloppy. It could undo so much.

As the pretty brunette spoke about the letdown, seeing a married man entertain a pretty young thing, she nodded along with a sigh. Experience had taught her the hard way that men, aside from one, couldn't be trusted. Women either, really. Both were capable. The reasons for stepping out usually differed. "Not that I condone it... what's the marriage like? Did your client paint a happy picture, is this something that's blindsided her?" It was more than curiosity, she'd had clients on both sides of this particular coin seated in her chair.

"Do you only do these kinds of cases or do you have a broader scope?" A thought had snagged in her head and the redhead began consideration for looking into her father's claims. Ellie just didn't know if this woman wanted such intense work. She had a good gig going. "What's your fee? I might be able to send clients your way. Do you have a card or anything like that?"

[andreacostc]

@goldrvshs - SENA

Andrea placed her pointer finger and thumb in her mouth when she noticed Sena up ahead, tearing a loud and obnoxious whistle through the air that had many people turning their head to see if they were the one being cat called. She ignored them all until her gaze met Sena's, rushing towards her to playfully place her arm over her shoulder. "Hey pretty mama."

It didn't take too long for Andrea's guise to fall with laughter as she returned her arm to her side. "I didn't think I'd see you here. I wasn't sure if you could get it off but I'm happy you are. It means I can highjack you for a little while unless you're here to meet someone that's hotter and more impressionable than me."

[andreacostc]

Andrea's head snapped towards the male, mentally cursing at herself for allowing someone to sneak up on he— but also notice that she'd been fixed on a man with a much younger woman. She cleared her throat and stood up a bit straighter. "Depends who's asking? Do you know them?" Her suspicion grew. A man with that much money and influence ( enough to proposition a girl half his age ) could easily have a bodyguard or lookout.

"Do I look like the shy type to you?" Her body turned towards him with a raise brow. "I'm more the 'don't piss me off' type." It was the first time looking at him and while she didn't mind what she saw, she wasn't easily impressed either. "But I'm curious to know what part of me you think looks like she has daddy issues because he's more than fifteen years older than I am -- or are you trying to say I look old?"

— andrea acosta ; art & wine festival.

he should've minded his own business, should've stopped at another tasting or made small talk with another vendor, but he chose to linger on the outskirts of all the buzz, watching as happy families and friends passed by. what he'd found the most amusing was that another had opted to do the same, except her gaze seemed fixed on the same person as they moved from booth to booth.

"you know them or just really into people watching?" as he asked, his eyes followed her line of sight to where the person had landed next, unaware that their every move was being clocked. "you could talk to them," he added, a bit of sarcasm weaved into his tone, "unless you're the shy type."

@andreacostc

[andreacostc]

"I am the hangry type but this will satiate my need for food for some time." She'd had a bite of this and would probably go to whatever was open later on when the sun settled and she was getting ready to go out on the road to follow her latest case. "Where did you think up of this? If you say tik tok then I may have to stop eating it right away."

"Well that's no good. I hope you're not the hangry type, you know like those Snicker commercials. Afraid I don't have one of those to share." Kade responded, his tone teasing in nature. "Me and you both. Some of these mixtures are strange and unusual. But this - gets all the approval."

[andreacostc]

Andrea hadn't stepped foot into this place because it was too classy for the likes of her. Nor would she have ever if she hadn't seen her target park his truck in the parking lot, help out his mistress and enter for a fine dinning experience. While she could have waited for them to leave, she wanted this case closed and the check to hit her account by morning. An expensive dinner with a blonde half his age was a sure sign that he'd also been between her thighs— or was hours away from being.

"I hope you're planning on eating more than this because it's not going to suck up the wine and you don't want to have to be carried out of here. It's not a good look." And she wasn't willing to break her back helping her out.

"He did bring her here." She nodded her head and looked in their direction. It wasn't the best choice if Andrea had to pick but it seemed like the young girl was trying to appear older than she was, or classier, and who didn't feel classy while drinking wine and having one of those fancy cheese boards. "It's a little bit of a let down. I've seen men drop enough money to cover my rent on their side chicks." And people dared ask her why she was single? Andrea had seen people do way too much for five minutes in bed with someone.

"Ding, Ding." She nodded her head. A PI who had redundant cases but if the money was coming in, she couldn't whine. "Most of them are but the money is good and these men are stupid so I get paid within a few days with a load of material as proof."

Ok, she wasn't exactly rich, but Eliana wasn't struggling to make ends meet. Some days that felt like a wealth onto it's own. As long as the struggle was only in reference to money. Otherwise, she was clearly having a go with it. Life always seemed to be an ebb and flow and apparently the redhead had a little too much smooth sailing not too long ago given this past near year had been a mess so far.

"The stronger stuff is at home and well... this is a wine bar," she shrugged. "I haven't eaten all day either and I'm trying not to go completely off the deep end. One or the other, you know?" Meaning she could booze or junk food but not both.

At the mention of keeping tabs on someone her green eyes nearly followed the brunette's line of sight. At the explanation Eliana refrained, realizing this woman was something other than someone trying to catch her best friend's partner in the act. "Ok, my expensive wine and board aside... he brought her here?" A scoff sounded and a look of disgust nearly displayed on her face. "I love it here but I don't need it tainted." Her thoughts ventured to her ex and the much younger woman she'd seen him with and her stomach nearly turned.

After grabbing a clean, empty glass from the table next to them she reluctantly shared some of her wine. "Well, Andi, you're a PI then?" Eliana kept her voice low so as to not out the woman across from her as she poured and then passed the glass over. "I'm sure the money's good but this guy must be boring..."

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"You're an angel." Andrea crossed the street and ducked underneath her umbrella. With a few last minute errands to run, she'd foregone bringing her umbrella because the sky was blue and despite the warning on her phone, she was sure she'd have enough time to do what she needed before it came down. "I severely misjudged those clouds. My car is a few blocks that way but I don't want you to go out of your way. I can probably duck under some awnings."

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 featuring SUNISA MONTRI and ANYONE.

where: the streets, outside an establishment ?

idea: its raining, she offers a ride

@coyotestarters

" it's pouring down, gosh " a few drops of rain his against her jet black hair, before sunisa could open the umbrella, a rather big one if compared to the woman's petite figure. " do you want to squeeze in? " sun had a soft grin on her lips, genuine as the simple offer to escort the person. " i could give you a ride, where were you going? " the dark clouds quickly hid any sing of sun, thunder cracking within them.

[andreacostc]

Andrea listened to the reasonings and nodded her head because it made sense that it would be a fixed house cat and that there was little fear that it would end up having babies. "I don't know how house cats do out on the streets so we may want to move fast, especially if it's declawed." While she could appreciate a feline pet, she wasn't someone who knew the ins and out of cats— or even pets for that matter.

The more she stood there, the more she noted that the adoptive owner wasn't keen on looking, or maybe she was just coming to her senses. "As long as I'm not blamed if something happens since you're taking my advice." Her hands shot up in the air, not needing that kind of bad luck on her conscience. A cat was a cat but they could be considered family to other people and she didn't need the drama or knowledge that she may have been a cause of a death.

Her brow rose when she was getting roped into making posters for this missing cat. "I'm on nextdoor and I have a printer. Come on." She turned towards the other end of the street since she lived around the corner and it was the quickest way there. "I don't live far." She'd been on a walk in the hopes it would lull her to sleep but now she was losing hope she'd get any before tonight.

     At least the brunette didn't seem to be judging her. Camila was beginning to have some awareness of how this all likely appeared and came across now that her adrenaline was slowing. A little chuckle came out at the spawning evil babies comment. ❝ He's someone's fat bastard. I've always assumed he was fixed though. I know males roam and prowl, he just always seems to clean and without any evidence of fighting so that's why I doubt he's in the pussy game. ❞

With a sigh Camila found herself nodding in slow agreement. ❝ Yeah, you're right—really, I just ran after him in anger. Now that I'm removed from the moment I'm not even really sure what I would've done with him had I caught him. ❞ As much as she threatened there was no way Cami was capable of harming the small animal. ❝ He'll show up tomorrow or in a few days like nothing happened, I'm sure. ❞ Slightly defeated over the whole ordeal, she shrugged.

❝ I guess I could make another post on Nextdoor? ❞ It was framed as a question, brow somewhat drawn together as Cami wondered if the other thought that a good idea. ❝ He ruined my keyboard so until I can a new one I can't make anything. Do you live on one of these streets? I can always Venmo or Paypal you the cost of the paper and ink. ❞

[andreacostc]

"It's a definite approval. I would have eaten anything you gave me cause I haven't eaten all day but it's actually really good." She quickly added on so he didn't think she was eating it because she just wanted any food she could get her hans on. "You'd have to fight me for it— I might need to implement this for future orders in my pizza."

Before he could even begin to generate an answer - she was already grabbing the slice. Which he let, just happy to share the flavor like it was sacred or something. "I'm going to take that as approval." He observed with a grin. Content that she could share how appetizing the flavor to be. "This is dangerous. Personally, I could put down a whole pie at this rate."

[andreacostc]

"One of those lives?" Andrea winced because that sounded exhausting and miserable. "Well that explains a lot, though I would have expected something a lot stronger than wine." It was all coming together at the mention of being rich so she leaned forward and plucked a cracker from the plate and popped it in her mouth. She figured she could replace that if she had that much money. "I guess the good liquor is at home, then?"

She sat and peered over the redhead's shoulder to see the man who was having dinner with a much younger girl. "I'm keeping taps on the man over there. His wife thinks that he's on a work trip but he's in the next town over bringing his mistress to dinner. She's a year older than his eldest daughter." Andrea's nose wrinkled while she took another cracker, this time paired with some cheese.

"I'll have the wine, though." If she was buying, then Andrea wasn't going to say no to the generosity. She wasn't picky when it came to alcohol. "It's nice to meet you, Ellie. I'm Andrea but you can call me Andi."

For a moment she sat and contemplated, peering up at the pretty young brunette. Either would make her sound depressing, and Eliana generally didn't care. Well, except that in small towns impressions were everything.

"It feels more like... one of those lives, you know?" The redhead's eyes narrowed, more of a wince at how true that was and the secret struggle she had with needing some sort of aide to keep from drowning. Then she smirked and amusement filled her eyes as she waved the woman forward. "I'm that rich," Eliana answered with a shrug.

"Sit, have some," she offered, gesturing over the spread. "We'll have to get you your own wine though. My sharing has limits this afternoon." Protectively and playfully she curled her arm around the bottle. "I'd rather fill up on the wine and even not... I couldn't finish all this anyway."

Realizing that she didn't recognize the woman, or maybe there was something familiar about her... "I'm Eliana, or you can call me Ellie. Either works."

[andreacostc]

"There's worse things in life than becoming a cliche and the only person who would know is me and the cashier who can't be older than nineteen and who's high as a kite." Andrea had been here long enough to know that Cathy wouldn't pay him any mind or even remember checking him out at the end of her shift. "There's always some half off cured meat, then you already have the cheese and crackers to make yourself a cheap charcuterie board." She'd barely ever had a real one and wouldn't ever spend the money that they charged for them, but it was an idea given the selection in his cart. "I work at night. Kind of like the modern day batman where I catch bad people doing bad things, except it's usually cheating, and when I say catch them, it's with a camera to show their spouse."

The other's rather... colorful description had Dmitri's nose wrinkling, the thought of his teeth tearing through meat tougher than shoe leather somehow less appetizing than the chance his night might end on his bathroom floor. If he could, he'd avoid both -- and microwaveable meals while he was at it. "Mm, if I walked outta here with a Hungry-Man dinner, I don't think my ego could handle becoming a total cliché," he said lightly, head shaking with a glance down at the barren basket hanging from his arm; brie, Triscuits, and coconut water did not a meal make. But maybe if he added bread? Dmitri stepped towards a display of French bread loaves, checking if any hadn't gone completely stale. "What's got you out so late?" he asked conversationally, glancing over. "If you don't mind me asking."

[andreacostc]

Andrea hadn't paid much attention to tell which cats were strays compared to a perfectly fat and content domesticated one. She did know that she'd seen an orange cat cross her path but couldn't confidently tell if he was the demonic feline the woman was looking for. "I can't tell you if that's the one but I did see a cat. Hopefully he or she is fixed because there's a ton of strays out here and it would be unfortunate for the demon to spawn equally evil babies." At least by the sound of it, the cat was a piece of work.

"It sounds like he's done this before. Lucky you. I say cut your losses and just hope someone else finds pity on him." She hoped the fact that she was grinning indicated that she was teasing. Nevertheless, he sounded like the type of cat who would just show up once he got hungry.

"Oh— then why are we wasting our time? I'll help you print out some mediocre lost pet signs and put them around your neighbourhood to let the owner know their cat is gone." Now she was being a little more serious. "Maybe just hold yours out the window to meowl as a signal call to direct the demon back home, and that's the last ditch effort that cat deserves."

     For a brief moment Cami paused, completely caught off-guard by the question, and the brunette simply stood there blinking with her mouth slightly ajar. As though she'd just been asked to solve a trigonometry equation. ❝ ⸻ Uhh, well, ❞ a dry, humorless laugh surfaced making her sound slightly troubled, ❝ he might have bits of asshole shading and demonic markings. Just a an orange streak of evil darting past you, you know? ❞ If it hadn't been obvious that the feline wasn't a beloved pet of her own then it certainly was now. He'd taken his harrassment a step too far this morning and Camila broke. Over a fucking cat.

❝ Wait—that way? ❞ Peering over her shoulder briefly in the way she'd just come from, her thumb directed that same way. ❝ Ahh fuck me. That means the terrorist circled back on me. He's probably lounging on my fucking couch as we stand here talking. ❞ Defeated and slightly deflated, the brunette released a sigh. 

❝ Oh, I've got a drug for him, ❞ she commented darkly, slightly under her breath. ❝ He's not mine. I don't know which house in the neighborhood he belongs to but he breaks into my house and harasses me and Sookie. My actual cat. And today—well, he took it too far. If I find his ass I'm taking him to the pound. ❞

[andreacostc]

Andrea couldn't help but laugh when the bottle was taken from her grasp and possessively kept captive by the redhead. "I'm guessing it's one of those days or is this just another afternoon for you? Not that I'll judge you.... completely." The brunette winked as she looked over the cheese board.

"Do you have an in with the owner or are you just that rich that you can afford all of this. These cured meats and fancy cheeses don't go for twenty dollars."

Andi was used to eating cold, day old, sandwiches most nights while she was out investigating whatever spouse was out cheating. Despite the fact she'd never paid for a whole charcuterie board for herself, she was still aware of how expensive they could run.

"But I'll let you eat and finish all of that if you let me sit with you."

open starter: @coyotestarters / capping at 4 location: stax wine bar & bistro

Of course it would happen the moment she dropped a chunk of cheese along with a cracker from the charcuterie board into her mouth. The redhead actually chuckled around the wine accompaniment as she tried to chew it down. This was par for the course.

"Sorry, no no..." Eliana tried to shield the offense of her chewing with her hand in front of her mouth. "I know it's confusing," she leaned and reached out for the wine bottle the person had in their hand that they'd taken from the table, "but that whole bottle is actually for me."

Cheese and cracker only partially swallowed down, her hand wrapped around the base of the bottle, Ellie smiled but gave a dominant yank to bring the wine back into her possession. "It looks and feels full but I will drink the whole thing. Thanks."